Sunday, October 3, 2010

15 Rhymes

11 eeds, 3 eads, and an ede

Delusion, anger, and greed
in thought, word, and deed
  broadcasts the seed
  of tomorrow’s weed

No matter the creed
   if cut we bleed
If these dangers we cede
   safe fates we breed

If demons we carelessly feed
   our case we must plead
When our mind is freed
   where shall it lead?

Which masters we heed
Which signs we read
   will give great speed
   to all that we need

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